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Golden essence shifts through my fingers, spilling on the ground, shifting over my feet. A gentle breeze passes through, the sands become its body, emulating its spirit and casting its shadow. The glittering glow sings to the sun a melody pleasing to the eyes.
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 7:29 AM UTC
Golden
Golden essence shifts through my fingers, spilling on the ground, shifting over my feet. A gentle breeze passes through, the sands become its body, emulating its spirit and casting its shadow. The glittering glow sings to the sun a melody pleasing to the eyes.
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UndeadNomad
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 7:29 AM UTC
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